Xia Ye is just six years old this year, and the old people in the village know that he has no name, and the name Xia Ye came up after he was a certain age.

The elders in the village all called him a child, and the teenagers called him Awu, which is a local dialect, and no one has ever told him what it means.

I heard that when he was a child, he wanted to drink milk, so he called it, maybe this nickname came from this! He didn't want to know the truth, in his opinion, the name was just a code name.

He lived in a mountain village called Xialiao Village and grew up eating the village's 100 family meals.

Of course, before weaning, it is not to drink 100 milk...... Either it's goat's milk and mare's milk, or it's tiger, wolf and leopard milk in the deep mountains and old forests.

I didn't drink the milk of the hundred families, but the milk of the ten thousand beasts did, as for how to drink the milk of those fierce beasts in the deep mountains and old forests, it had to start with Xia Ye when he first appeared in this village.

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Six years ago

Zhang Laohan came back from chopping firewood from the mountains as usual, and was going to pull the harvest from the previous day and today to a town not far from the village to sell it in exchange for some grain.

Towing a cart and humming an unknown tune, his wrinkled face was full of smiles, and he could see that he was in a beautiful mood.

A roll of moving cloth was found on the side of the road not far from the entrance of the village, and when I got closer, I saw that this cloth was wrapped in a baby who had not quit breastfeeding.

Seeing Zhang Laohan, his mouth was babbling, dripping, dancing, and his chubby little face was full of smiles.

Zhang Laohan stretched out his hand to tease him, and muttered to himself: "What ruthless family is willing to throw away such a painful baby, even if life is difficult!"

Reaching out his other hand, he picked up the baby and nodded at him.

"Come with me! Although I am poor, the village is full of kind-hearted people, and I will be able to raise you for nothing. ”

Can the baby who hasn't weaned respond to him?

Zhang Laohan smiled: "Then it's decided? Let's go, go home!"

With a bundle of firewood on his back, he walked towards the village with his baby in his hands.

As soon as Zhang Laohan arrived at the door of his house, Mrs. Feng from the next door saw a handful of cloth in his hand.

He asked: "Zhang Laohan, have you picked up any good things? This handful of cloth is a good cloth, how much wood do you have to chop to get it, it shouldn't be exchanged, right?"

Zhang Laohan's face turned red and said with a smile: "Where can I give up that money, this is a baby who hasn't grown yet"

"I don't know which ruthless parents threw it at the entrance of our village, and I hugged it back when I saw it."

"I plan to feed this baby, my family is poor, one person eats enough and the whole family is not hungry, now I can't raise this baby."

"Your wife is the village head, tell your wife about this, there is a family in our village that takes turns to bring up this baby, right?"

When Zhang Laohan was speaking, Mrs. Feng had already approached him, stretched out her head to look at the baby in swaddling clothes, and pinched the little nose with her hand.

The little one not only stopped crying, but the smile on his face was even bigger.

Mrs. Feng said, "This baby has aura, and the spirit is very full, I feel that I don't need to ask my wife, I can be his master."

"Our village people won't have anything to say, it's so decided, I'll go back and let my wife have a village meeting at night."

"Look at this baby. ”

As a result, Xia Ye, who was a baby, ate hundreds of meals and drank all the cow and goat milk in the village.

It's not that there aren't women in the village who have just given birth, or that these women don't want to nursfour the baby they picked up.

There are three reasons why they are not fed.

First, most women who have just given birth are short of milk, only enough for their own babies, and some even have to feed cows and goats.

Second: Although there is a woman with plenty of milk, she is also willing to feed one more baby, but the child she picked up is hypocritical and unwilling to drink.

Third: Even if the bear child is willing to drink, today it is the turn of the single Zhang Sanjia to bring it, and the daughter-in-law of Li Si's family has milk, Zhang San hugged the hungry bear child to Li Si's house and shouted: Brother or sister, the baby is hungry and breastfeeding, how embarrassing it is.

Based on the above three points, the bear child Xia Ye embarked on his road of drinking animal milk and kept going......

As for the name, some sour Xiucai who has a little ink in their stomachs at home wants to name their baby.

But the other family was unwilling, saying that I also raised this baby, why did you choose a name?

After some disputes, there is still no result, and the matter is over, and the "child" is the name of the baby.

The life of the people in the village is ordinary and ordinary, repeated day after day, year after year.

Except for a certain time when there will be one more bear child in the family, the others will continue as usual.

On this day, Zhang Laohan took the bear child, but Zhang Laohan was happy.

He liked it tightly from the time he picked it up, if it wasn't for his poor conditions, where would he be able to let the child eat a hundred meals.

Early in the morning, he carried the bear child on his back, busy with his work, and did not leave his body for a moment, and Zhang Laohan had to carry it on his face to chop firewood.

One is that he likes this child, and the other is that Zhang Laohan's family is alone, and he is helpless.

Carrying a bamboo basket containing a bear child, he happily went into the mountain.

Zhang Laohan didn't forget to tease the bear child when he was chopping wood, and he couldn't stop giggling.

Zhang Laohan was also in a good mood, as if he was dozens of years younger, and this good mood did not last long.

Suddenly, he heard a beast roar, and after a while, Zhang Laohan saw a white tiger as big as a calf coming out from behind the bushes.

His first instinct was to pick up the firewood knife and block the child who was placed aside, and what he regretted most now was to put the bamboo basket down.

If you keep carrying it, there is still a glimmer of hope to run away, and now I'm afraid it's too late.

At present, the only way is to use the firewood knife in his hand to slaughter the white tiger in front of him.

As soon as he had the idea, he heard several whispers of different tones, and no less than ten beasts of different species came out of his vision.

There are wolves and tigers, leopards and bears, and even some rare species, such as seven-colored martens, mandala snakes.

Zhang Laohan's intestines are all repentant, why do you want to enter the mountain today.

Even if you go into the mountains, why take this child with you.

It doesn't matter if he dies, but it has affected this child, and I am afraid that he will not be able to blind his eyes after death.

He carried the bamboo basket as fast as he could, trying to fight for a chance to live.

But as soon as he stepped out of his leg, he received a heavy blow to the neck and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Laohan slowly woke up.

Just when he thought he had reached the Netherworld, a pain in the back of his neck told him that he was still alive.

Although he didn't understand why the jackals, tigers and leopards didn't eat him, although he didn't know how long it was, he was now very conscious that he was going back to the village to bring rescue soldiers to find the child.

Since he himself was not eaten, it is very likely that the child is still alive, although the chances are slim, but there is still hope after all.

Zhang Laohan returned to the village to find the village chief, and before he could speak, the old village chief scolded,

"Zhang Laohan, you old bastard, where did you take the child?"

"If I hadn't known that you were still middle-aged and had an honest personality, Lao Zhao and Lao Lin would have been ready to go into the city to report the case."

"Did you go to the city with your child? Where did you spend the night these two days? The child is so young that he can't stand it. ”

Zhang Laohan hurriedly said: "I took the child to chop wood, but I didn't enter the city, and the child was taken away by the tiger and wolf."

"If you want to report the case, you have to bring some young and middle-aged people to look for them in the mountains first. ”

Although Mrs. Feng is old, she is a woman after all, and she is careful.

When I found out that Zhang Laohan was not taking the child with him, I thought that he had really sold the child to human traffickers.

Without waiting for his wife to answer, he yelled at Zhang Laohan: "Zhang Laohan! You black-hearted thing won't really sell your child, right?

"You have no conscience, I thought you really wanted to raise this child, why didn't I see that you were so bad?"

Zhang Laohan was about to cry, not that he felt wronged, he was blaming himself, he treated that child as his own son.

Why did he get it out of his hands, thinking of the old village chief's words, his brain sank, and he asked, "Didn't I take the child today?"

The old village chief sighed: "Alas, you have forgotten the time you have passed these days, it was the day before yesterday, yesterday to Lao Zhao Dai, today is Lao Lin's family." ”

Zhang Laohan's eyes darkened and he sat down on the ground.

If it weren't for the illusory hope that the child was still alive, he would have to find someone to save him, maybe he would have fainted to death a few times.

Seeing that Mrs. Feng was still reluctant to think that he had sold the child, Zhang Laohan was anxious, and if he dragged on like this, that little hope was gone.

He yelled at Mrs. Feng: "Mrs. Feng, I have a curse on the sky, if I do that human trafficking business, I will not die well, and I will go to eighteen layers of hell after death, and I will never be reborn."

"I don't know what happened to the boy now, if... Then I have a life worth a life, and I don't have the face to live in the world anyway. ”

Mrs. Feng wanted to say something more, but the old village chief waved his hand at her, meaning to let Zhang Laohan continue.

Zhang Laohan thought rationally, and told all the things he encountered that could be called "strange things".

The more the old village chief listened, the tighter his eyebrows became, and the old village chief's name was Zhang Lin, and he didn't recognize a few words.

It can be seen that his knowledge is not low, and when he was young, he partnered with others to do some reselling materials.

Entering and exiting this ravine is commonplace, and the geographical situation is the second he said, and no one dares to say the first in these ten miles and eight townships.

As for the mountain near his village, he is even more familiar, but he has never met these fierce beasts that Zhang Laohan said, and he has never even heard of them.

If you hadn't known Zhang Laohan for decades, and his character was clear, I would still think that he was playing himself!

Looking at Zhang Laohan's expression at this time, this matter should not be fake, but this is too strange, where did these fierce beasts come from?

Why didn't he attack the village, strange and strange, when his mind was flying.

Zhang Laohan on the side was anxious and urged: "Hurry up and gather some young juniors, and enter the mountain immediately! ”

The old village chief: "Look at you, what are you anxious about, why don't you think about it when you take the child into the mountain? It's been two days, and I'm not in a hurry, whether you live or die depends on the child's creation." ”

As he spoke, he whispered to himself: "I'm afraid this matter is not so simple, may the ancestors protect it, is it a blessing or a curse!"